Last night was Sara's last night at home before she traveled back to DC to spend the summer waitressing and living with friends. She'll be home again in mid-August and will be here until she leaves for Macedonia in the middle of September.
One of the local papers had a very nice article about her commencement speech. Unfortunately, it's not on line so I can't e-mail it to the world, but I did buy 20 copies of the paper and invited the reporter who wrote it over for dinner last night. I'll admit to a teeny weeny bit of gentle matchmaking.
We had a very nice meal of Sara's favorite mom food (manicotti) and much spirited conversation. The reporter is a hiker of great accomplishment; having hiked all of the 4000 footers in New York and New England, he is heading west to hike Mts. Ranier, Hood and Whitney this summer. I asked him about emergency provisions when hiking those high mountains. He said that he is taking some emergency rations but it is something that he would only eat under the most dire conditions.
My first reaction is that he is DEFINITELY a more serious hiker than I am. My emergency rations almost always need to be re-stocked before the next hike.